Chapter 9 The Stairs That Can't Be Walked Out
Yu Leng was frightened for a moment, and stepped back quickly in fear, bumping into Lu Jiamu.
"What is that?" He turned around. "Did you...did you hear that laughter?"
Lu Jiamu shook his head: "No."
I didn't hear the laughter, but I did see the pile of strange, deformed eyes crowded together in the dark behind the door.
Apparently there was a monster in the corridor on the sixth floor.
Lu Jiamu suddenly remembered a song: Twinkle, twinkle little star, the screen is full of little eyes.
Just as Lu Jiamu finished his thought, he heard a heavy sound behind the door, as if something heavy was scraping against the ground and gradually approaching.
Yu Leng was horrified, afraid that the eye monster would break in, so he bravely rushed over and locked the door.
The light in the corridor, which was already very dim, flickered as if there was a bad connection.
Lu Jiamu's eyes passed through Yu Leng and looked behind him. He suddenly pointed out calmly: "There is blood on the wall behind you."
Yu Lengcai locked the door. When he heard his words, all the hairs on his body stood up.
He turned his head stiffly and looked behind him.
On the already mottled wall, a large human-shaped bloodstain appeared at some point.
There was a nose and eyes on it, and when Yu Leng turned around, he was face to face with it.
It's like...
It was like something was staring at them from the wall.
An ominous feeling came over me.
It was clearly not there just now. Yu Leng broke out in a cold sweat.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be grateful to Lu Jiamu for remaining calm and not showing an expression of seeing a ghost to create a terrifying atmosphere, or whether he should blame the other party for saying such words directly with such an expression and tone.
Yu Leng stared at the mark away from the door: "When..."
Lu Jiamu replied: "Just after the light flashed."
"The frequency of hitting that thing is too high?" Yu Leng swallowed his saliva, "Something is strange, let's go back today."
Without him saying anything, others thought the same.
Wang Biao turned around immediately: "Okay."
This time, Wang Biao led the way, followed by Yu Leng, and they returned downstairs the same way.
However, as soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, Wang Biao paused, turned around and looked at the person behind him with a not very good expression.
After Lu Jiamu walked down the last few steps, he saw the same human-shaped bloodstain on the wall of the next floor, and the number 6 was also written in bright red paint.
When they came, they walked up floor by floor and there was no problem with the numbers.
Wang Biao asked in a low voice: "It's still the 6th floor. What should I do?"
Yu Leng, who was walking at the end, suddenly covered the back of his neck with one hand and turned his head to look back with a big movement.
Lu Jiamu noticed it, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yu Leng's eyes widened, and he looked doubtful and uncertain: "It seems like...something is breathing on me from behind."
Wang Biao also focused his attention on him, and after watching him for a while, he comforted him: "Maybe it's just the wind. I felt it when I came in."
But now they all know there is a ghost here.
Yu Leng forced his mouth to open, revealing his usual bright smile: "Maybe."
Wang Biao asked again: "What should we do?"
Lu Jiamu pinched his chin and began to think about meaningless things.
Going down, it was obviously still the sixth floor, and going back was also the sixth floor. No matter where they went, they were trapped on the sixth floor.
I don’t know if a person will appear at the bottom soon if he walks up, or appear at the top if he walks down.
There must be a boundary, a dividing line for this kind of thing.
I wonder if, if half of a person's body entered the boundary between the sixth floor and the other floors, but the other half did not, would there be a strange scene where he would be half above and half below?
If three people are watching a fourth person walking downstairs, will the fourth person disappear at a certain point and then reappear behind them, or will he just walk away?
However, Lu Jiamu knew the principle that seeking death would lead to death sooner, and he did not intend to delve into such useless details.
What if the sixth floor they return to each time is parallel and independent? Then if one person runs out, he will get lost.
Coleman thought about it and suggested: "Why don't we continue to go downstairs and try. After all, we are going downstairs anyway."
Wang Biao nodded.
Yu Leng suddenly widened his eyes again and looked back frequently: "You... do you hear anyone laughing now?"
The other three people except him shook their heads in suspicion.
Yu Leng began to force a smile, but still couldn't hide his fear: "I'm the only one who can hear it..."
Although the other three people were standing in a line next to each other, he felt lonely and isolated, which made his heart beat faster with fear.
Yu Leng was most afraid of that terrifying existence that was invisible but revealed its presence at all times.
Lu Jiamu stared at him quietly for a few seconds and felt that it was more likely that he would be scared to death by himself than killed by his laughter.
Compared to having a person controlled by a ghost behind you, a ghost made of air is easier to accept.
Lu Jiamu asked: "You can walk in front of me."
Because he was too frightened, Yu Leng couldn't even be polite to Lu Jiamu. He immediately smiled even more brightly and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you..."
Lu Jiamu sighed in his heart.
If it weren't for the fact that people died in this world and there were not always strange things, he would even start to like this world.
He stepped aside to let Yu Leng pass first, and then the four of them continued to walk downstairs.
After passing the sixth floor and reaching the corner of the stairs, the bright red number 6 and the pool of blood on the wall appeared again, as if mocking them for not being able to escape.
Lu Jiamu, who was walking at the end, felt a very cold wind blowing across the back of his neck, as if someone was breathing cold air on his neck.
Lu Jiamu paused, turned his head and looked back, there was nothing behind him.
Then he heard a burst of cheerful laughter that seemed both unreal and real: Hehehehe…
Except for the first time when Yu Leng went to open the door and said he heard laughter, the common thing they had when they heard the laughter was that they were all walking at the back.
This is most likely because there is something following them, but they just can't see it.
Hearing this laughter, Lu Jiamu laughed reflexively in his heart.
Yu Leng looked back at him, asking with his eyes whether he felt anything.
Lu Jiamu did not respond, but continued to follow him silently.
They quickly walked down a few more floors, and there were still six floors on each floor.
Normally, given the number of floors they had descended, they should have already reached several floors underground. This should have ruled out the possibility of it being a simple hallucination.
Wang Biao stopped with a stern face and didn't walk any further.
There is no point in walking back and forth in the same area over and over again, except for wasting energy.
"We've been here for a while. If we haven't returned by the time the lights go out, someone will probably notice that we're trapped."
Coleman broke his optimism: "But do you think the teacher will come to find us?"
Yu Leng was also worried: "Maybe he will think we are all dead, or he has sneaked out and is waiting to find us tomorrow morning."
The longer they stay here, the more dangerous it will be. And it is unknown what the monster on the sixth floor is doing.
If no one discovers that this place is occupied by a monster before lights out, then after all the faculty and staff go to bed, they will be trapped in this situation of being surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind for the entire night, and they don't know whether they will be lucky enough to attend tomorrow's morning math reading.
Coleman sighed: "Fortunately, they didn't follow."
Otherwise, such an unfortunate day would surely bring them to collapse.
Yu Leng glanced at Lu Jiamu, as if asking about his condition.
In fact, Lu Jiamu had already been surrounded by the 3D sound of laughter that seemed both real and unreal, but he didn't show anything.
Lu Jiamu's dark eyes moved, and he pinched his chin. Amid the laughter of "hehehe", he smiled and said softly, "I remember Teacher Wen told this kind of story today."
The remaining three people filtered it in their minds and quickly remembered a few ghost stories about being trapped in a maze.
I didn't expect that the ghost stories that Teacher Wen told for the entire afternoon were actually for use at a time like this.
But the protagonists in the stories usually either have other tools or are directly killed by ghosts, which makes them completely irrelevant.
"The good news is that it only trapped us on the sixth floor. Otherwise, the floors would appear randomly. Judging from the space it controls, it should be the more common second-level ghost described by the teacher."
There is no direct means of harming people, only indirect influence. As long as the IQ is online, you can avoid it.
However, the bad news was that the dragging sound outside the door was getting louder and louder and getting closer and closer to the door.
That thing also happened to occupy the sixth floor.
Although Yu Leng immediately locked the door the moment he opened the door and saw a group of eyes, the corridor was too dark and no one could see what was going on.
But human imagination is always unlimited, and they have each filled in the rest of the body details for those eyes in their minds.
Maybe it was a giant monster with compound eyes growing all over its head; maybe it was a patchwork monster made up of the flesh and blood of countless creatures; or maybe it was just a bunch of eyes...
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